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EAT MY DUST
(aka DRUG TIGER)
Dir. Philip So, 1993
Hong Kong/Taiwan. 94 mins.
When he was a child, Hank (Michael Tsang) witnessed the murder of his parents at the hands of drug kingpin Bill Yang (Johnny Chiu). By 1993, Hank has grown up - and Philip Sos rip-roaring martial arts actioner follows his path to revenge. But the films true hero is the gorgeous undercover supercop Wendy, played Cynthia Lam in an April O'Neil-worthy yellow parka; shes on her own collission course with Yang, but only in meeting and falling in love with Hank (via much breathtaking ass-kicking) can the audience discover both hearts sharing one path... to revenge. Past a plethora of Australian-dubbed bastards, rats and rat bastards, EAT MY DUST also boasts a remarkable sense of physical comedy: there's backflip-intensive Kawasaki chase, TVs hurled off of balconies, an abandoned factory incinerating with a snap of the fingers and at least one utterly insane shootout/massacre that harkens to the balletic slo-mo splendor of John Woo and Tsui Hark (if not Busby Berkeley), while also foreshadowing the homage (read: ripoff) fight scenes in the MATRIX sequels. Like 99% of other movies, EAT MY DUST leaves that trilogy where it belongs - the dust.
In some ways, DRUG TIGER plays like an underachieving Jackie Chan film. But it's just too disjointed to recommend strongly. It would be much better to watch a Chan film you haven't seen, but if you're a serious connoisseur of those types of movies and you've seen most of them, this isn't a bad choice for a lazy Sunday afternoon. - Brant Sponeller, IMDB
Beyond MIAMI VICE, TRAFFIC, TRAFFIK, EL SICARIO: ROOM 114 and Johnnie Tos DRUG WAR EAT MY DUST is arguably the best war-on-drugs film ever made. - Steve Macfarlane, Northside Media Group
August 2012 was a simpler time: America was watching both the Harlem shake and Mitt Romneys 47% video (a worthy successor to Glenn Danzigs library tour, or Henry Rollins Dutch TV interview) with equally rapt attention. Here at Spectacle, we programmed a head-banging action series called SUMMER OF SHRAPNEL that scorched a proverbial hole in the screen and burned through all our Julio Medem money after a lower-octane-than-expected turnout. In that battered spirit we are pleased to blow the dust off of four chopsocky non-classics, equalling out to TWO LOAVES OF KUNG FU: because theres no better time than an air-conditioned summer night to watch guys get kicked upside the spine, ideally while sipping a frosty (non-alcoholic!!!) beverage.
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LocationSPECTACLE THEATER (View)
124 South 3rd Street
Brooklyn, NY 11249
United States
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| Kid Friendly: No |
| Dog Friendly: No |
| Non-Smoking: Yes! |
| Wheelchair Accessible: No |
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